Sickness and affliction, Vits addicted to addiction/ not bringin my decisions or the wisdom of my mission/I just wanna chill and drink like no tomorrow/ and when tomorrow comes crawl back inside my bottle/ Here it’s the best, we got the beer on the deck/ and you never really expect the feeling you get/ Endin it tonight, need something better for my life/ the only issue is that pleasure is my vice/ It’s in my DNA, when my demons seem to play/ beggin me for E&J just so they can keep at bay/ No limits, my goal sits to get so twisted/ down the Colt 45 and move onto the Old English/ cry solider, cause about now the times over/ so fucked up cant even look someone in the eyes sober/ Pain is set, same regrets to stay depressed/ until Im found drank to death by a bottle of Wray and Neph/
C) Im so lifted/ so so addicted/ Im still here in this lonely place/ all alone in outer space/ Im so lifted/ so so addicted/ although Im gifted/ Im so addicted/
I suffer from disease of a hunger and a need/ no love that I can feed just a cunt to give my seed/ I beg for peace, end up with some ecstasy/ start by exchanging pleasantries, ends with her havin sex with me/ Addicted to my mistresses, imprisoned by decisions/ even if the thrills of it are contingent on my illnesses/ Is it because Im attention starved, erect and hard/ pressure to spread love far especially if her breasts are large/ they take me low and rape me slow bangin hos with no brains to show/ have em sayin “Oh” and spray a load Im insatiable/ Just a friend to walk with me, itll be endin awkwardly/ cause even talkin cautiously wont stop my thoughts or deeds/ Depends on whether we’re sexing in the bed or texting on the web/ bend until my erection leaves em dead/ Obscene dependency, and it won’t let me be/ won’t stop till this ends in disease or pregnancy/
C)
Its just one stick, nothing significant/ its gonna be a bit if I even trip/ I feel sick, don’t mean to be presumptuous/ but this….hit me like a ton of bricks/ losin my movement, abusing, boozin/ loosen up cruising as the fuckin room spins/ all in the beauty of hallucinogens/ becomes a habit that I come to defend/ it still comes to pass, when the thrill doesn’t last/ then take a shot, drinks up, a pill down the hatch/ calm and seduced and then the second I move/ I feel like Im either going to die, vomit, or puke/ limbs got colder as I made the cross over/ lost my composure as I slipped to not sober/ take whatever pill you got, even in love with molly/ wake up and search to put another drug in my body/
Soul-searching hip-hop from this Florida rapper, with lyrics that dig deep and take an unflinching look at life’s questions. Bandcamp New & Notable May 1, 2023